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A simple butterfly before you start
The sweaty palms and warming up.
All your worries and fears come flying in
While the audience is waiting for you to sing.
You are thirty steps away
From standing on center stage.
Then the band starts to lay
Your fears all then fly away.
You sing and it's like your on top
There is nothing going to make you stop.
People screaming out your name
This is no longer a childhood game.
You sing and jump to the songs
The onces you wrote when you were young.
Then there is a sign being held for all to see
"It's time to wake up silly, for it's only a dream."